A Prayer For Gotham City
Or, Of Bruce Wayne, Batman, Buffy, & Redemptive Violence [1] Poetry lurks everywhere, if you know how to find it. Recently, over a long weekend, I came across an example of this in my reading of the fourth book of the Deluxe Edition of the recent adventures of Batman. [2] There, in a scene set in a jury deliberation room, Bruce Wayne spoke two sentences which serve to encapsulate the difference between Batman, whom he feared some in Gotham were in danger of giving a sort of divine deference, and the only One to whom such deference truly belongs. What struck me about those two sentences was that they rhymed; and that, and their rhythm, made me realize that Mr. Wayne, in his impassioned eloquence, had risen to the level of poetry in striving to get his point across. The resulting couplet, I thought, deserved to be given a title, and its own separate presentation outside of the d...